12.17.2007

O' little James of Bamber-hem.

Yes, it's been almost two months. We have no excuse but death, disease, work and Alaska to offer (though not necessarily in that order). For reals. If 2007 was the worst year in the history of the 2000s (which, by the by, it was), the finale proved to be...well...grand.

In any case, thusly, such as, speaking of offers, we don't got much to offer today, except the bestest Xmas gift a boy could receive, which this boy did receive today:

Yes, it's our estranged pilot/boyfriend, and he sent us greetings across the galaxy! With three "x"s. Meaning he LOVES LOVES LOVES us. We knew it! It only took the best Christmas ever to make it true.

We hope you all have a wonderful holiday season and that you have successfully avoided both the egg nog and the family. We were this close to pulling it off. THIS close.